This photo captures a striking image of an abandoned building, once full of life and purpose, now surrendered to the passage of time. The long, empty corridor immediately evokes a sense of desolation and mystery. Peeling paint clings to the walls, dust covers the floor, and the ornate stair railing hints at a time when this building was a place filled with voices, footsteps, and stories.
The lines of the hallway and staircase naturally draw the eye toward the brightly lit door at the end of the corridor. The contrast between decay and incoming light creates a symbolic image: despite the desolation, there is always hope, an opening, a way out. The structured ceiling, the geometrically patterned tiled floor, and the partly stripped doorways along the corridor all tell the story of a space that was once carefully designed and maintained.
What was once a vibrant place is now a monument to silence. Every flake of paint, every stray wire on the floor contributes to the feeling that time has stood still here. This space invites reflection – on impermanence, history, and the stories these walls might tell if they could speak.
This image is not just a photo of a building, but of a memory. An atmosphere that confronts us with what once was, and leaves us curious about what happened here – and why it remains so silent now.
I photograph the beauty of decay. Desolate places whose raw character I want to capture. In this way I can preserve a piece of history for later. I capture the image with all the traces that time has left behind... Read more…